Found
By leahcullen
“Found” Clouds moving fast, While birds fly around. The life that I had, It just can’t be found. A mirrored reflection, In the ponds of time. A secret distinction, Of life, could be mine. Winds blowing through, The seconds of sand. This life of mine, Shall one day be found. -Leah Cullen- -16-04-2002 Written April 17th, 2002 © on Apr 16 2002 11:27 PM PST 0 • 10
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